Hymnody

The Look by John Newton

In evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopp’d my wild career.

I saw One hanging on a tree,
In agonies and blood,
Who fix’d His languid eyes on me,
As near His cross I stood.

Sure never till my latest breath
Can I forget that look;
It seem’d to charge me with His death, 
Though not a word He spoke.

My conscience felt and own’d the guilt,
And plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins His blood had spilt,
And help’d to nail Him there.

Alas! I knew not what I did;
But now my tears are vain;
Where shall my trembling soul be hid!
For I the Lord have slain.

A second look He gave, which said,
“I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid,
I die, that thou mayst live.”

Thus while His death my sin displays
In all its blackest hue
(Such is the mystery of grace),
It seals my pardon too.

With pleasing grief and mournful joy,
My spirit now is fill’d,
That I should such a life destroy,
Yet live by Him I killed.

This is a hymn we sang on Sunday, though we sang a modernized version. I would like to know the original way this was sung. It is just beautiful. More and more i am beginning to understand "pleasing grief" and "mournful joy".  By clicking HERE you can see the updated lyrics and purchase the song, or you can hear the full version that we sang below. 

Quotable Quotes

I Am Like A Puddle

puddle on Lake Superior rock

I am like a puddle. 

Here for a short time.

Slowly fading. 

Hopefully, reflecting the Son

as His light shines on me.

On my own i am nothing. 

Christ must be everything.

The One who fills me,

Who sustains me,

Who loves me.

I am like a puddle. 

Like a flower, 

Here for a short time.

This vapor of a life.

For His glory alone. 

Just Think!

Take a few minutes to think of where these flowers are growing, and blooming, and THRIVING.

What are your thoughts as you consider this? Let's get a conversation going in the comments :).